Draft
He ruffles my hair, a rare smile grazing his lips. I can't help but grin in return, knowing full well that my brother is a hard man and I shouldn't take his warmth for granted.
I'm lucky enough to be on a short list of people Yoongi cares for.
Jeon Yoongi
Sorry for interrupting your beauty as sleep, Kook.
That's what he and Papa call me. Kook. As short of Jungkook.
Jeon Jungkook/ Ore/little💜
Apology accepted, but stop messing up my hair. I'm not a kid anymore.
Jeon Yoongi
You're a cute little baby to me.
Jeon Jungkook/ Ore/little💜
Yoongi
Jeon Jungkook/ Ore/little💜
I'm really old enough to take care of myself.
Jeon Yoongi
Not hearing that.
Jeon Jungkook/ Ore/little💜
~•I snort.•~ Okay, but can I go back to the dorm tomorrow?
Jeremy studies at King's U, one of the two titan universities on Brighton Island, which is fueled by mafia money. The other University, Royal Elite University, was founded and is funded by old British money.
The two units and their students can't stand each other. The animosity bleeds into sports and secret club rivalries.
Which is why he sometimes insists that I stay here—in the mansion that he shares with his three friends.
He says it's to protect me, but it's more to keep an eye on me.
Jeon Yoongi
Not yet, Stay here for a few more days.
Jeon Jungkook/ Ore/little💜
But Yon—
Jeon Yoongi
It's for your safety.
I want to groan in frustration, but I'm interrupted when a gruff voice comes from the other side of the door.
Jackson Wang
The fucking fuck is wrong with people in the middle of the night? Can't anyone get some sleep in the godforsaken hole?
A tall, muscular, half-naked guy walks into my room, kicks away a fluffy pen, and peers through his bloodshot eyes at us.
My status and last name erased me from Jackson's eyes a long time ago.
He's a scary mofo, has a mafia princehood, and belongs to New York just like us.
Jackson Wang
~•He lets his heavy body lean against the wall.•~ The fuck is going on?
Jeon Yoongi
Fire.~•Yoongi tilts his head in his friend's direction.•~ And put a shirt on.
Jackson Wang
Did you say fire? Why didn't anyone wake me up?
Jeon Yoongi
You were nowhere to be found.
Jackson Wang
You sure? Because I was sleeping at the bottom of the stairs side room. Or maybe on the 3rd floor. Can't fucking remember.
Jeon Yoongi
That's if you were asleep.
Jackson Wang
The fuck is that supposed to mean.
Yoongi ruffles my hair one more time and gets out of my room with Jackson in tow. They've been close friends for as long as they've known each other.
My brother is the silent strategist who only uses violence when absolutely necessary, while Jacket is the unhinged bloody thirty monsters.
As I watch their backs, I can't help feeling a tinge of discomfort at knowingly the type of future that awaits them.
One filled with blood, mafia wars, and brutal encounters. While Jackson fits that image perfectly, and even strives for it, I don't want to imagine Yoongi in that light.
Even if I know he can be much worse.
Jackson Wang
Who was the fucker? ~•Jackson asked Yoongi on their way out.•~ I'm going to fuck up his life, burn his corpse, and spread the ashes in blood.
Jeon Yoongi
I have a hunch
I subconsciously step to the door, but Yoongi flashes me a glance I can't quite decipher then closes it behind him.
Cutting off any chance I had to hear his hunch.
He couldn't have possibly figured out it's him.
me😗
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next part soon plz
2024-12-11
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